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Blak Iz Blak

Artist:Charli Baltimore 

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[Hard Black] Peep the math Mau Mau be about land and freedom Reperation and apologies, for Africa to America oddesseys Guerilla-type tactics on them socialistic fallacies It be about, the devestations of the social doministic thought Keep a brown man down sport They wantin to keep our (?) set nigga The way Franz Fanon put it, you lucky I ain't "wretched" yet [Big Black - Mos Def] Yo, you fucked up in the game now It's Big Black, Mr. Chairman of the Mau Mau I hear the world in all-black surround sound Barricaded so you can't move around now Doin this for my clan that ain't around now Buried six feet deep beneath the ground now My loud sound pound down make the earth crush in and bow down There's faultlines in the ground now - shake 'em down [Smooth Black - Charli Baltimore] Black Chevy, Mau Maus, gats ready BLAOW BLAOW, black deadly, femme fatale Underground, rats in this rat race And black race cats sell out to the blackface And rag grin, laugh not my light skin be S-M-O-O-T-H from pH UHH, backseat strappin in cause I'm the only bitch with Big Black and them [Chorus] Who the crew? M-A-you, M-A-you, gun ready Bout to attack the track when BLAK IZ BLAK Well how black? BLAK HEART, BLAK MIND, BLAK SOUL Mau Maus (HOOTIE HOO!) We was born to roll! Who the crew? M-A-you, M-A-you, aim fire Bout to attack the track when BLAK IZ BLAK How black? BLAK WOMB TIL WE REACH THE BLACK HEARSE What's black? - SHADE OF THE UNIVERSE [Mo Black - Canibus] Yo, yo Yo when Mo Black start to black out bitches pass out Stick my black dick in they mouth and dig they back out Black monk like Thesalonius, the government got a black phobia That's why they tap my black Nokia Black fathers, black mothers, black brothers Handcuffed to each other, goin upstate in black buses Black thugs, wrap drugs in backwoods Smoke til they got black tongues, black lips and black lungs Blak iz blak, wack MC's get smacked Forced to go home and dial 1-800-I-CAN'T-RAP [1/16th Black - MC Serch] Aiyyo who that? Yo right there; blue eyes, and black hair Kill 'em with a rhyme, or the bottom of my Nike Airs So quick son pick one, you don't want me to finish or I'll quickly take you to 1950 and do you like the British Head on a spear, contusions ear to ear

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